Chapter 29 (Second Update)

Celebrities' whereabouts are never a secret in fan circles. You can buy their daily schedules for a fee. Moreover, Yan Xingli revealed his schedule in a live broadcast, so it was all done without any effort.

As Yan Xingli and Yu Yu joined the toy company, more and more fans gathered downstairs, some holding flowers, some carrying small gifts, creating a sea of ​​people in an endless stream.

No matter how lively it was downstairs, it didn't disturb Qi Youyu's enthusiasm for chatting with her little fans; the machine translation was practically sparking.

Are there many sesame dumplings like you in your country?

“Of course not,” Grace said smugly. “I am the most delicious sesame dumpling.”

"Oh, okay, you're the best sesame dumpling." Yu Yu clenched her little hands, staring at me with bright, sparkling eyes, and asked, "Then why do you like me?"

Grace straightened her back and said seriously, "Because I think you are a child with superb taste and aesthetic sense."

[Does "superb taste and aesthetic sense" refer to the rainbow cape? (doge emoji)]

Tofu pudding and sesame glutinous rice balls, great! You two will be breakfast tomorrow.

At this moment, Yu Yu finally understood what Xiao Hua meant by "it's a pity we didn't meet sooner".

The three children were watching TV in Bros' luxurious office. Grace loved Ultraman, and when she heard that Yu Yu hadn't seen it, she immediately recommended her favorite Ultraman to her.

As Qi Youyu watched Ultraman writhing around in his tight-fitting suit on the screen, a question popped into her head: Just how powerful is this guy who's always getting beaten up by monsters?

After watching three episodes in a row, Grace excitedly asked Yu Yu for her viewing experience.

Yu Yu was silent for a moment, scratched her face, and said bluntly:

"I think my uncle is more powerful than Ultraman."

Grace: "Impossible."

Yu Yu remained steadfast; she had watched the fantasy and martial arts dramas starring Yan Xingli.

Ultraman's beams and flying kicks were no match for his uncle's earth-shattering, world-destroying palm strike.

"My uncle is incredibly strong. He can kill a monster with one punch, and he can pluck a single hair from a monster and use it as a spinning top."

Grace: "..."

"Impossible, is your uncle also light?"

Qi Youyu held up one finger, her expression incredibly profound: "My uncle is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he can fly."

Little Blackie and Little Fu, who have never watched period dramas: ? ? ?

Qi Youyu knew they didn't believe her, so she picked up the remote and operated it, turning on Yan Xingli's martial arts drama and fast-forwarding to the highlight.

Chinese Kung Fu is famous overseas. Even if you don't understand the dialogue, it doesn't matter. The essence lies in the back-and-forth exchanges and the skill of countering moves.

The two five- or six-year-old foreigners looked at each other with increasingly clear eyes.

Grace clutched her chest, gasping as she watched the scene on the TV screen. Good heavens, Yu Yu's slender, fair-skinned uncle was absolutely stunning.

Xiao Fu couldn't help but soften her breathing: "Yu Yu, I don't think you trust your uncle enough."

Fish turned its head in confusion.

Xiao Fu looked into her eyes and said seriously, "He could clearly kill two monsters with one punch."

“Yes, I completely agree with what Evelyn said.” Grace took a deep breath and earnestly pleaded, “Perhaps, could I meet your uncle?”

5:30 p.m.

The secretary knocked on the door to inform Bross that he was in a meeting, and Yan Xingli was finally able to get away. Who would have thought that Bross, that seemingly elegant and mature foreigner, would be such a chatterbox?

Yan Xingli was so bored from talking that when he opened the door to pick up Yu Yu, he was immediately surrounded by two new little fans.

Demonstrating the Vajra Finger? He can't do that.

Iron Head Kung Fu? Are you kidding me!

Want to fly? Just kidding!

The comments section erupted in laughter: "If Yan Xingli knew all this, he'd be a kung fu superstar and martial arts master by now. He could easily carry our Yu Yu around the Earth eight hundred times!"

Yan Xingli honestly admitted that he didn't know anything, and then smiled as he led Yu Yu out of the room.

Xiao Fu and Grace stood in the corridor saying goodbye to the grandfather and granddaughter. A faint floral fragrance filled the air, as if someone had sprayed perfume or was passing by with flowers.

The three children had just made plans for their next meeting when an unexpected event quietly intervened.

One second Grace was lively and energetic, the next her body went limp. She first made a panting sound, then slowly squatted down against the wall, and intermittently squeezed out words of help from her throat.

Xiao Fu reacted quickly: "Aunt Su Lin!"

"Aunt Su Lin, where are you? Grace is having an asthma attack!"

Su Lin is Grace's nanny. Grace's parents are busy with work, so Su Lin accompanies her wherever she goes.

Su Lin, who was squatting in a corner having a long phone conversation with her new boyfriend, was startled. She quickly hung up the phone and looked down to rummage through her bag for medicine.

Grace suffers from asthma and pollen allergies. Her asthma attacks an average of two or three times a month, and sometimes she doesn't have an attack for an entire month.

Once pollen allergy occurs, it will inevitably trigger asthma. Damn it, where did the pollen come from!

Su Lin always carries her medicine with her, and occasionally she forgets to replace empty bottles. What she found at this moment was an empty medicine bottle.

Su Lin noticed the problem when she went out today, but hoping against hope, she didn't go back to get the medicine immediately, thinking she couldn't be that unlucky.

Little did she know that it was precisely her wishful thinking that almost led to Grace's death.

The nanny, who rushed over upon hearing the commotion, turned pale. "Oh my god, how could this be... how could this be..." She was completely disoriented and helped Grace up, not knowing what to do, like a headless fly.

Seeing this, Yan Xingli assumed the nanny was stunned and urged her, "Don't just stand there like an idiot, hurry up and give her the medicine."

Su Lin's flustered face revealed an undisguised guilty conscience.

Yan Xingli's heart sank: "Didn't you bring any medicine?"

Su Lin lowered her head even further, while the child, who had not received timely treatment, had fallen into a semi-comatose state.

The live chat was in complete chaos: [Holy crap, someone need help! Call 120!]

[Little girl, please don't be hurt. As a mother, I can't bear to see scenes like this; it's too heartbreaking.]

Judging from the little girl's condition, waiting for the ambulance to arrive is too late; it's best to get her to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment as soon as possible.

Yan Xingli suppressed the urge to curse, knowing that an asthma attack could be fatal if not treated promptly.

Without hesitation, he picked up the child from the ground and rushed downstairs with his men.

The nearest hospital is only two kilometers away, which isn't far. The problem is that it's currently the worst time for traffic to get to the hospital, and even with traffic police directing traffic, it's difficult to get him to the hospital within ten minutes.

Saving a life requires racing against time, especially for children with weak immune systems; every second that passes is like the death knell tolling by the Grim Reaper.

Yu Yu followed closely behind her running uncle, her two short legs swinging so hard they were practically smoking, and the cameraman didn't dare to let his guard down for even a moment.

The tense and anxious atmosphere made netizens watching from outside the screen tremble with fear, lest the worst-case scenario occur.

"Little Flower, please open the door!"

Fishy gave the command in a loud voice.

"Switch to rescue mode!"

Yan Xingli paused slightly, gritted his teeth, turned around, grabbed Yuyu, tucked her under his arm, and ran away.

The parking lot was just a stone's throw away. Yan Xingli gritted his teeth and carried the two children onto the drastically changed, oversized Little Flower Bus.

The next second, the car doors slammed shut and the car sped off like an arrow.

The cameraman, who was a step too slow: The sky has fallen.

"Wait a minute, I haven't gotten on the bus yet."

Wow, Yan Xingli's explosive power is amazing! He even managed to shake off the cameraman.

It's all thanks to adrenaline.

I hope the little black girl is alright. Praying.

I'm so anxious because I can't see the scene anymore.

Yan Xingli immediately turned off the microphones on his and Yu Yu's clothes.

Defibrillators, ventilators, CPR pumps, ECG monitors, multi-functional resuscitation beds, negative pressure suction devices, oxygen cylinders, and other emergency equipment typically found only in hospitals are all present on the Xiaohua Express.

Though small, the sparrow has all the vital organs.

Some of the high-end equipment looked incredibly expensive, but Yan Xingli couldn't even recognize them. Good heavens, is this a mini emergency room installed in a car?

A pair of mechanical arms descended from the roof of the car, took Grace from Yan Xingli's arms, and gently transferred her to the emergency bed.

"Rapid heartbeat, weak breathing in both lungs, and blood oxygen saturation below 92% are characteristics of emergency treatment."

"Emergency treatment begins."

The robotic arm methodically activated the rescue equipment, and a device resembling an oxygen mask covered Grace's mouth and nose, while simultaneously releasing a large amount of white mist.

Yan Xingli's eyes widened. What did that mean? A robot doctor?

"You're starting nebulizer treatment already? Aren't any further tests needed?"

Although he had no experience in the emergency room, he had seen on TV that a series of complicated and meticulous examinations were required before treatment.

After all, it wasn't his own child, so Yan Xingli had too many concerns and felt that this rescue method was somewhat hasty and simplistic.

Qi Youyu: "Uncle, Xiaohua has a basic doctor robot system installed inside her. It's amazing, please trust it."

Upon hearing this, Yan Xingli's mouth dropped open in surprise.

"I've never heard you mention this before. No wonder it likes to disinfect and sterilize people so much."

Just seconds later, Grace, pale and panting, regained her composure.

So comfortable.

It felt like taking a nap in a rocking chair in the garden, the winter sun warming my whole body, making me so comfortable that I didn't want to move.

Grace, now fully conscious, slowly opened her eyes and then gasped.

Oh my god!

—A robotic arm!

Where is she?

Grace, who was undergoing atomization, couldn't speak, but she was naturally expressive, and a single expression could convey her meaning.

Qi Youyu: "Little Chocolate, Xiaohua will take you to the hospital, don't be afraid."

Grace shook her head frantically. That wasn't what she was asking. She wanted to know what was going on with the robotic hand massaging her—it was so cool!

"I'm sorry, Xiaohua can't cure your illness."

Yu Yu only brought some medicine to Earth to prevent infectious diseases. Asthma is not an infectious disease, and Xiao Hua did not bring any medicine to treat asthma. To be more precise, asthma has long been eradicated on Cang Ai Planet. Not only asthma, but also common cancers and terminal illnesses have been conquered by medical scientists.

Yan Xingli gently patted the child's round head: "Don't blame yourself. Asthma is an incurable disease; it can only be controlled with medication. If it's well controlled, it won't be life-threatening."

The children living on the planet Cang'ai were extremely surprised that there were incurable diseases on Earth.

A voice from Xiaohua echoed in her mind: "Fish, Earth's environment is severely polluted. Ancient humans lived in a chaotic and filthy magnetic field, which not only polluted their spirits but also bred intractable diseases specific to [certain conditions]. This is the biggest difference between Earth and the Cang'ai Planet."

Qi Youyu's little face turned pale: [What should we do? Will Uncle get sick?]

Xiao Hua: [According to my tests, Xing Ge is currently in perfect health, but if he wants to maintain this state, he needs a customized 24-hour health plan.]

Yu Yu: [Little Flower, please help my uncle. I don't want him to get sick.]

No problem, please rest assured.